The Concubine
Zhao Ling, a forensics investigator, lost her life in a fire explosion while inspecting a crime scene. Her soul was transmigrated into the body of an oppressed lady who also lost her life in another fire incident, at the same moment in time, leaving a deep scar on her face. With a new body, but a familiar name, this is the epic journey of a concubine, who has a second chance at life, and her dealings with an oppressed life, an arranged marriage, and the deadly mysteries of this new world? Welcome to The Concubine, an epic fantasy/historical romance novel.
A Swerve Of Fate [III]
In Fengze's bedroom in General Zhengxi's Mansion, Zhao Ling sighed inwardly as she watched Feng Ze lying on the bed and had not regained consciousness.
Sadly, this Feng Ze, why was he so hard-headed. There were many ways to refuse a marriage, why did he has to confront Emperor Ming head-on?
From the hundred slabs, Feng Ze was indeed seriously injured, especially the wound on the back, which had festered. There were no anti-inflammatory drugs in ancient times, and the recovery of the wound was naturally slow.
Fortunately, the old man Duan left her with first-class medicine, especially in the treatment of traumatic infection, the effect was not generally good.
Speaking of which, Old Man Duan's medical attainments were really at the peak of medical practices, which even Situ Gong couldn't match.